Lu Feng took the people behind him to the outskirts of Beijing, a park that was closed for construction.

As soon as I got off work, everyone went to eat, and the time for overtime in the evening had not yet arrived.

"There's no one here now, and it's still an hour or so before anyone comes to work. We only have that time, and after an hour, if I don't win, I'm losing! Come on! Lu Feng's words were so confident, he simply didn't take Miss Wang Chongsi in his eyes.

Wang Chongsi didn't say a word, he directly flashed his sword, which was more direct than Lu Feng, his body was full of inspiration, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

The spirit sword trembled and hummed, absorbing the spirit machine, and a phantom image of an ice and snow phoenix appeared on the body of the sword.

Bing Feng's bloodthirsty eyes stared at Lu Feng, as if he had a feeling of being favored by the King of Hades.

Hehe, the strength is strong, but Lu Feng is not afraid, if he can't even handle the orange-level children, he won't go to the White Leaf Temple as soon as possible, and he will lose his life.

Lu Feng has made a move, the Red Soul Imperial Sword, sword to sword! There are a lot of sword weapons in Lu Feng's hands, most of them are looted, and a few are refined by Cao Yun and them.

Last time, they used an Autumn Water Sword, and after they improved it this time, they had another Autumn Frost Sword.

Autumn frost, autumn should be red like fire, but autumn frost is a cold frost, slightly depressed.

The sword in Lu Feng's hand was not as good as the one with the ice phoenix sword soul, Wang Chongsi swung his sword and slashed, a round of phoenix roar and a phoenix shadow, and he actually broke out of the sword.

You can hit the enemy without intersecting your sword body, which is the real means of sword cultivation.

The difference between sword cultivation and other monks using spiritual weapons is that the sword cannot be used to induce power from true elemental mana. Instead, it is necessary to enter the soul with a sword heart, and the sword intent is engraved into the three souls, and only after raising the three sword souls can it be regarded as sword cultivation, so that the spirit sword can be effective.

Lu Feng didn't raise a sword soul, he held a sword to fight against people, and the enemy didn't raise a sword soul, after all, the spirit sword is a sharp weapon for attacking, even if he doesn't use the real means of sword cultivation, it is a flying sword to fight.

Today can be regarded as an expert, and spirit swords are scarce. Now it's hard to have an official flying sword. There are a few capitals who have become real sword cultivators with swords when they enter the red level.

I heard that the Nine Number Sword Sect, a pure sword cultivation sect, does not have a flying sword in his hand. Many low-level disciples can only use wooden swords to raise them with soul fire and cultivate spiritual energy.

Feng Fei, frost and snow bully the body, cold and penetrating. The bright white phoenix came like a ray of light in the sky.

Lu Feng gave up sword to sword. Recruitment. Escape!

Teleported, Lu Feng teleported again, waiting for him to leave. Originally, the place where he was staying was covered with a piece of frost, and as soon as the clear phoenix chirped out, the ground below was shattered.

A frozen pit, dozens of meters deep, Lu Feng reappeared in a farther distance, his eyes slightly beating with flames of interest.

If this woman had fought with the people of the Five Roots Society in the arena that day, it might have been unpredictable.

Orange-level peak, the orange-level peak of sword cultivation seems to be a daily routine to cut a few yellow-level beginners.

I don't know if the group of people from the Nine Number Sword Sect are like this.

Lu Feng felt the surging evil qi in his body, the blood on both sides of his waist was boiling, and the external auxiliary talisman on his chest seemed to be quite interested in the sword cultivation method just now.

Lu Feng held the sword in his hand, his wrist shook, the three souls trembled in unison, and the spiritual power in the external auxiliary talisman surged into the sword, and then there was a wisp of touch that had never been felt before.

This touch made Lu Feng subconsciously swing the sword out, and the sword and his hand seemed to be indistinguishable from each other, or the sword was his hand at the moment.

It is a conscious hand that communicates with Him and surrenders to Him.

The sword came out of the autumn frost like mist, cold and cold, and a piece of heaven and earth was replaced with a thin layer of white frost.

Wang Chongsi frowned slightly, and unconsciously, an extra layer of hoarfrost appeared on her feet. The biting coldness made her almost fall off the clouds.

"Sword cultivation?" Wang Chong Siyun Zhenyuan went to the tip of his toes to dispel the hoarfrost, but he was also slightly injured.

Even the people around them who were watching the battle felt different degrees of coldness, and their eyes that looked at Lu Feng became a little surprised.

"Is this really that red-level monk? The information didn't say that he was a sword cultivator! ”

Of course, Lu Feng was not a sword cultivator, the sword he had just now was just a simulation of the external auxiliary talisman after experiencing Wang Chongsi's sword intent.

And this kind of simulated experience made Lu Feng's three souls faintly have a hint of sword feeling.

It's just that sword cultivators must cultivate sword intent when they step into the realm of monks, and they have never heard of being able to regenerate sword intent after becoming a monk.

There are many sword cultivators who do not develop a sword soul with sword intent when they step into the realm of a monk, and finally have to change to other exercises.

There are also many such people in the Nine Number Sword Sect, and these people are all assigned to the outer gate to do chores.

Therefore, after Lu Feng used this sword, others naturally thought that he was a sword cultivator. There is no other possibility.

At this time, no matter how shocked the others were, Wang Chongsi was still very calm, swinging his sword again, Lu Feng knew that if he imitated her sword intent, he would definitely not be able to defeat this genuine version.

Even the spirit sword is inferior to her, and the genius sword cultivator cultivated by the Wang family's wealth is no wonder that he can stand out among the fifteen geniuses and become a leader.

Lu Feng's wrist flicked, and five beads of different colors flew out, forming a formation of their own. A long silver whip also shot into the air like lightning.

The phoenix snakes are all white, and a bucket in this sky is like a dragon and a phoenix fight. The silver snake bloodline also seems to have a bit of thin dragon blood.

Rumble!

The silver snake flew back upside down, a rain of blood, the phoenix posture in the air also disappeared, the frost fell, and the blood rain instantly turned into ice rain, crackling and smashing into the ground, smashing out a mud pit.

The five ghosts formed a formation, weakening the five senses, and Wang Chongsi raised his sword intent and suddenly felt that the imperial envoy was wrong, and he was a little shaken.

Lu Feng swung his sword again, and the autumn frost suddenly came, and Wang Chongsi's reaction was a little slower, and half of his body was covered with hoarfrost.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, after being hit, Lu Feng will definitely not give people any more gaps.

However, there are always exceptions, Wang Chongsi did not go all out before, and he still has a hand at such a dangerous juncture.

Wang Chongsi practiced double swords, and when Lu Feng came, Wang Chongsi's other sword came out. A sword ice phoenix and a sword swift bee, the soul of the spirit beast with extreme speed was embedded in the sword body, and the white light that shook with the sword actually brought a hoho sound of breaking the air.

The sound was disturbing, and the speed was so fast that no one could see it, but Lu Feng's flying sword seemed to have struck out unconsciously.

A round of hummingbirds and a round of white phoenixes in the air, one after the other, the frost froze in the place they passed, and the trees and flowers on the ground fell down and died, withering and frozen.

Po -

Bobo-bo

One trick of autumn frost can't be stopped, three autumn frosts can always be stopped, the collision of rumors in the air, and the escape of the spirit made the monk's eyes flash.

A sword cultivation competition, a superb strength, abundant true yuan, and sword intent. One is extremely fast, and he has already made four moves when others have made two moves, and the fifth move is being shot!

I originally thought that Wang Chongsi's sword was fast enough, but I didn't expect it to be faster!

The sword flew in, Wang Chongsi finally tried his best to make another move, but he stopped just halfway through, Wang Chongsi's sword tip had an ice phoenix, aimed at Lu Feng, close at hand, the other sword was behind Lu Feng, and the hummingbird was fiercely attached to Lu Feng's body, as long as he was close to Lu Feng's blood.

If Wang Chongsi continues to make moves, Lu Feng will definitely die.

But she was still closer to death than Lu Feng, but Lu Feng's sword had already pierced a small half inch into the Wang Chong Siling Table.

In terms of speed, Lu Feng is better, and the timing is also better. Wang Chongsi refused to admit defeat, if he wanted to threaten Lu Feng with this move, then Lu Feng's threat would be more thorough.

You want to threaten me? I'll dare to stab you! It's okay to be half an inch, but as long as you score one more point, you will be incurable.

If you don't reach the third order, the spiritual platform will be pierced, and the three souls and seven spirits will not be able to attach, and the king of Hades will not be able to accept you if he wants to.

Wang Chongsi didn't even have time to urge the treasure of the protective body, she was much more dangerous than Lu Feng at this moment.

"Lu Feng! Let go of you, if you dare to hurt a single hair of Miss Wang, the monks in the southwest will not let you go! "Miss Wang's bodyguard Mu Qu jumped to her feet.

Wang Chongsi is the first person of the younger generation of Southwest Monks, and to hurt her is to hurt the spiritual leader of the future Southwest Monks.

Originally, they were absolutely confident in Wang Chongsi's strength, but they were also a little uncomfortable at this time, if they were a little more careful and faster just now, they would be able to attack and defend the situation.

"Lu Feng, you won this game, let go of our eldest lady." Wang Danhua said, and aimed the spiritual weapon in his hand at Lu Feng: "If you want to kill her, I will die with you." ”

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the invincible Wang Chongsi, Wang Chongsi slowly withdrew his sword and said, "I admit defeat." (To be continued......)